Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

"father."

When Cheng Qiqi came out and saw Leng Yu, who was leading the group, and Granny Leng, she immediately understood.

The living room quickly filled with people. After some pleasantries, the Jin family realized the identities of Granny Leng and her family.

Granny Leng's surname is Zhao. She is Leng Yu's biological grandmother. Besides Leng Yu, she has two other brothers: the eldest, Leng Dao, and the second, Leng Jiao.

The sugar shop was run by the Leng family, and Zhao Hei was Leng Pozi's older brother.

"Mrs. Jin..."

As soon as Granny Leng spoke, Cheng Qiqi immediately replied, "Granny Leng, just call me Qiqi."

"Qiqi, that pot of caramel today was all thanks to you." Old Granny Leng was a far cry from her usual self during the day, when she would hold a ruler and watch others slack off.

At this moment, Granny Leng had a smile on her face.

"I also received candy as a reward."

Cheng Qiqi was talking about a bag of candy she received when she finished work in the evening, which was still on the table.

"cough."

The old woman cleared her throat, glanced at the bag of candy on the table, and immediately said, "My Xiaoyu is so ignorant. You've helped me so much, how can you only give me a bag of candy?"

"That's why I brought three packets of candy!"

Granny Leng winked at Leng Yu: "I didn't know then, but I brought candy to thank you now."

"I just talk."

Cheng Qiqi smiled and waited for the old woman to continue.

"Yes, yes, we are very grateful to you."

The old woman didn't know this before, but when she looked at it later, she realized that what was originally a pot of waste sugar had now been transformed into rich, fragrant sugar. The caramel flavor had already faded, so she could still make a profit by selling it at a lower price.

She changed the subject, asking, "Qiqi, does your family make sugar?"

The old woman's gaze swept over the Jin family. Before she came, she had asked her elder brother about them. They were marquises in the capital, but had been exiled for committing a crime.

Cheng Qiqi was the former Crown Prince's wife.

"My Lordship... what a high-ranking official that is! She just couldn't understand how someone from such a family could make sugar?"

"I've seen my family make it before."

Cheng Qiqi spoke directly. Since the original owner's parents were already dead and there was no way to verify it, she wasn't afraid to say it!

"Well, our sugar mill has been running into a little trouble lately, so how about we ask you to make a batch of sugar tomorrow?"

Granny Leng was a little curious: if Cheng Qiqi were to make the sugar, to what extent could it reach?

I wonder if it's better than the sugar the old man makes?

Unfortunately, the son didn't learn how to make sugar. Fortunately, the grandson is quite good, but he hasn't quite mastered the art of sugar making yet!

The old man again...

The old woman perked up and looked at Cheng Qiqi. If she could make sugar, and make very good sugar, wouldn't that mean the sugar shop was saved?

"You want me to make sugar?"

Cheng Qiqi raised an eyebrow and asked, "How should I invite you?"

"Of course... it's about spending money."

The old woman said, "This is your wages for tomorrow, if you're willing."

The old woman took out a money pouch, which was actually just a pocket sewn from a piece of floral cloth. It contained one hundred coins, making the pocket look quite heavy. She said, "One hundred coins."

The old woman placed the money on the table; one hundred coins, enough to buy five liters of coarse rice.

You've already earned a hundred coins?

Jin Xue'er stood at the door, her eyes wide open. She had just received a bag of candy as a reward, and now she had received three more bags. And the person even spent a hundred coins to treat her?

Jin Xue'er's brows were so furrowed they could practically trap a mosquito. How could a country girl like her be so... amazing?

"Grandma Leng, I'm a prisoner. If you ask me to make candy, Lord Zhao will deduct one hundred coins from my account."

Cheng Qiqi said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Granny Leng breathed a sigh of relief. Then, looking at Cheng Qiqi's face, she began to wonder if Cheng Qiqi was desperately seeking any treatment.

Find an exiled prisoner to make sugar?

Forget it, a hundred coins is a lot, but as long as they can make a good pot of sugar, they'll make a profit!

just in case……

If you can't make good sugar, you'll just waste a whole pot of sugar; consider it an experiment.

"Zhao Hei is my older brother, I'll just let him know tomorrow."

The old woman assured her, "Don't worry, once you get a job at the sugar shop, I definitely won't let you waste another hundred coins."

"OK."

Cheng Qiqi agreed, and after seeing the Leng family off, there were four packets of candy in front of her!

"Qiqi, you're really amazing! We went to work, pounding dough, working ourselves to the bone, and you got four bags of candy!"

"Making sugar candy is something not just anyone can do."

"That's right, you need a master chef to teach you. Don't underestimate a pot of sugar; many people don't know how to do it!"

The Jin family members chattered amongst themselves, mostly praising Cheng Qiqi's abilities.

Jin Xue'er pursed her lips, turned around and left, saying, "Little sister, I'm going to gather firewood."

"Then you go with your brother and come back soon."

Lin Huilan is working hard to start a fire and cook porridge!

A silver hairpin could buy a lot of food, but it wasn't enough to cover the cost of several meals of white rice. Even though the dishes weren't very good, they still ate plenty of white rice!

Seeing that the food supplies were dwindling, Lin Huilan decided to make porridge anyway.

"Qiqi, the Leng family wants to hire you as a sugar-making master." Marquis Zhongyong said, and it was obvious what the Leng family was after.

"right."

Cheng Qiqi nodded and said, "Father, if my sugar-making skills are good, can I contribute my technology as equity and take a share of the sugar mill's profits?"

"Have you been able to find out what exactly happened to that sugar factory?"

"If the sugar mill really goes into business, won't my skills bring me trouble?"

Cheng Qiqi poured out all her worries.

Marquis Zhongyong breathed a sigh of relief. This daughter-in-law was quick-witted. He said, "I will have someone investigate thoroughly. As for sugar making... how about your own skills?"

"It should be alright!"

Cheng Qiqi spoke uncertainly, after all, she had strong theoretical knowledge, but with Leng Yu's cooperation today, she felt that as long as she tried to improve, she would definitely be able to make the candy even better than the candy in Kyoto!

"Just go ahead and do it. If you make good sugar, it'll be a stepping stone."

Marquis Zhongyong spoke with a pointed remark.

"Thank you, Dad."

Cheng Qiqi was relieved; she could just focus on doing her job without worry.

……

"Little Xue'er!"

While Jin Xue'er was gathering firewood, a man suddenly jumped out from the side, startling her.

You scared me to death!

Jin Xue'er patted her chest, glanced quickly at her brother Jin Yanzhi not far away, and then glared at the man.

Zhuang Haichao leaned against a tree, conveniently avoiding the direction Jin Yanzhi was looking. He said, "Xiao Xue'er, with such a pretty face, you shouldn't be doing such hard work."

Jin Xue'er pursed her lips and began picking up small twigs one by one.

"Xiao Xue'er, why don't you come with me?" Zhuang Haichao had met her a few times and felt more and more that this girl from Kyoto was difficult to deal with.

He ate all the sweet potatoes and eggs, but he wouldn't even let him touch his little hand!